The school grass I taught became my fanboy

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In a narrow building, the things in the house are a bit messy, and there is a coquettish woman sitting on the sofa, but she is not wearing makeup, but she can still see the charming demeanor from her eyebrows and eyes.

The woman looked tired, and sighed helplessly, "Why did I fall for a man like you? Why can't you go back to the beginning? Now that you are so depraved, your family is so poor that you can't even save Yu'er from illness. rise."

The man sitting on the other side was smoking and drinking, "If I hadn't seen that I was rich, would you have followed me? To put it bluntly, you are powerful."

The sound of a child coughing came from the back room, and the eyes of the woman who heard the sound couldn't help but turn red.

How did she end up here?

The woman pushed the decadent man hard. The man had not shaved his beard and his mouth was full of black stubble. "Can you make some progress?"

"Zhang You, I can't get up now, why don't you think about how to get money to treat your son." The man put down the beer in his hand and said.

The man's eyes were blurred, and he blurted out: "We can't borrow money now, why don't you take a look at your ex-husband, isn't Song Zhenbo doing well now? You can ask him to ask for some money for our son's medical treatment."

Zhang You suppressed the disappointment in her eyes, she really regretted hearing this name.

When Song Jingshui was eight years old, Song Zhenbo's company was on the verge of bankruptcy.She was used to living a life of prosperity and wealth, thinking that she would definitely not be able to bear that kind of poverty, so she divorced Song Zhenbo and left the child behind.

It just so happened that the man next to her was a second-generation rich man at the time, and he was quite handsome. She was used to seeing the haggard Song Zhenbo, and when she saw fresh blood, she was still that kind of sunny man, which made her entangled for a long time. The mood instantly collapsed , simply and neatly divorced Song Zhenbo directly, and the child was lost.

Thinking about it now, she is really obsessed with ghosts, really crazy.

Song Jingshui's child was only eight years old at the time, and he was too cruel.

The man next to him is lazy, he looks the same in front of him and the same in the back.When they first came to foreign countries, they always went to various places to play. The two of them were like glue. At first, they couldn't see anything, thinking that she had found another good home. Who knew that after getting along for a long time, they realized that the man was too lazy to work, all because of living on his father's property.

Some time ago, his father was seriously ill, and the man in the company didn't understand how to take care of him. At this time, the economy can be said to be in a precipitous decline.

Now their children are sick and have no money to treat them.

The man looked at Zhang You with some hesitation, and his voice softened, "Zhang You, do you have the heart to see our son getting sicker and sicker?"

Hearing these words, the sound of a child coughing again came from the inner room. The woman's heart ached, she felt a little helpless on her face, and said with a little self-mockery: "Unexpectedly, I chose to leave on my own initiative, and went back to beg for help."

The man raised his eyebrows, expressionless, and didn't take the woman's words to heart.

"Book me a plane ticket back home, the sooner the better." Zhang You closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said.

The man was overjoyed when he heard that, his eyes lit up, "Really?"

Zhang You gritted his teeth and smiled sarcastically: "Really."

Yu Cheng and Song Jingshui were in the living room, sitting on the sofa and watching TV.

What was playing on the TV was a cartoon, the kind that children around the age of 12 like to watch, and Yu Cheng watched it with gusto.

Holding a bag of French fries in his hand, watching and eating, laughing from time to time because of the embarrassing things about the cartoon characters.

Song Jingshui was also holding a bag of French fries, watching Yu Cheng while eating.

"I didn't think you would like to watch this kind of cartoons." Song Jingshui suppressed a smile.

Yu Cheng turned his head and glanced at him, then looked away, "How fun, I think it looks pretty good."

A cartoon character on TV, a lamb is controlled by another lamb, and the crushed lamb is sobbing, with big eyes filled with tears, "Brother, you can't do this to me."

"Why not?" The lamb above said in the tone of a domineering president.

"Am I still your beloved brother? Do you have the heart to treat me like this?"

"I forgot to say, you are adopted."

After Yu Cheng listened, he looked at the dumbfounded expression of the lamb below, and laughed so hard that he couldn't stop laughing anyway.

Song Jingshui looked suspiciously at Yu Cheng, who couldn't straighten his waist with laughter. He just felt that this conversation was so embarrassing...why could Yu Cheng watch this cartoon as a funny film?

Just two years behind, is thinking so much different?

It was past ten o'clock, and Yu's mother and Yu's father had already returned to the house.Seeing that the cartoon was no longer playing, Yu Cheng and Song Jingshui also went back to the house.

Mother Yu was thinking of making a fruit scoop for the two of them, and when she walked to the door with a smile.

I heard her son saying: "Song Jingshui, can you be gentle, you brat? I'm in so much pain, do you know that?"

Then there was another chuckle, like a doting voice: "Okay, okay, I'll take it easy, don't be nervous..."

"Don't move around, or what will I do?"

Yu's mother blushed when she heard these words, and hurriedly opened the door, wanting to see what the two of them were doing.

"What are you doing?" Mama Yu asked.

At this time, Yu Cheng, who was sitting on the chair, and Song Jingshui, who was standing on the ground, both looked at Mama Yu in unison.

Yu Cheng looked at his phone, Song Jingshui was braiding Yu Cheng's hair.

"Lafayette?"

"Aunt?"

Yu's mother smiled, her heart went back in an instant, she smiled and put the snack on the table, and said solemnly: "Isn't this because you are afraid that you will be hungry? I just made some fruit and asked what you are doing. Come on Try Auntie's handicraft."

Yu Cheng wore two braids, just like a little girl had two braids when she was young.

Although weird, but still good-looking, indescribably cute.

"Auntie put it here, respect the water and remember to eat." Mama Yu left after finishing speaking, and closed the door behind her.

Yu Cheng glanced at Guoluo and didn't really want to eat it, so he took the mirror and looked at himself.

"Song Jingshui, your piercing is really ugly." Yu Cheng said with disgust. "If it weren't for my good looks...it would be too ugly."

Song Jingshui raised the corner of his mouth, "Who told you to lose the bet."

After finishing speaking, he scooped up an apple dipped in yogurt with a spoon and put it in his mouth, feeling the sweetness melt in his mouth.

"Your mother's handicraft is good, and it tastes better than the school fruit." Song Jingshui praised.

Yu Cheng: "Of course, my Lafayette has made this food for me since I was a child, and he has developed a set of combinations by himself."

Yu Cheng's bed is very big, there is still room for two people.

Even if someone sleeps in an indecent position, it won't affect the other person.

"Your bed is so big." Song Jingshui sighed secretly as he looked at the big bed.

Yu Cheng sat on the bed, "They were afraid that my sleeping position would fall to the ground, so they made me bigger."

"So... are you really sleeping in an indecent position?" Song Jingshui opened and closed his red lips, staring at Yu Cheng beside him with fiery eyes.

Yu Cheng shook his head, "I feel that my sleeping position is very good."

When they were watching TV just now, Mama Yu had already made the beds for them. I wondered if Song Jingshui liked to tuck in a quilt with others, Mama Yu just took out another blanket.

The weather was hot, and their quilts were replaced by blankets.

Warm without being too hot.

Song Jingshui's was a pink blanket, while Yu Cheng's was a blue one.

It was past eleven o'clock, and the two still didn't feel sleepy, but they didn't feel sleepy for different reasons.

Yu Cheng usually sleeps after twelve o'clock, and is not sleepy at all before twelve o'clock.

As for Song Jingshui...

He knew exactly why he couldn't fall asleep.

Yu Cheng's expression was lazy, flipping through his phone boredly, looking at Song Jingshui who was also looking at his phone beside him, his eyes suddenly narrowed wickedly, thinking about something.

As soon as this idea came out, Yu Cheng got out of bed to get his laptop, returned to the bed, and sat next to Song Jingshui.

Song Jingshui glanced at him lightly, "What are you going to do?"

Yu Cheng smiled, "Let's watch a ghost movie."

Song Jingshui, who had been tortured by Yu Cheng once, was already terrified of horror movies and ghost movies.

When he was still in the first year of junior high school, Yu Cheng felt that he did too many questions, which might make him tired and not conducive to his further study. It was very troublesome, so he showed him a ghost movie.

Yu Cheng said: "Ghost movies are good-looking, tense and exciting."

At that time, he was still young and had few contacts with people, so he didn't know how scary ghost movies and horror movies really were, so he believed in Yu Cheng's evil and watched that movie with him.

When he was young, he was devastated mentally.

What's more coincidental is that his father called him that day and said that he would not go back at night, and he still had to sleep by himself.

When Yu Cheng was getting dressed and was about to leave, he hugged a fluffy little bear for the first time, with red eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Brother, can you sleep with me tonight, I'm afraid..."

He didn't forget Yu Cheng's funny and surprised eyes at that time.

That night, he hugged Yu Cheng tightly, and slept more peacefully than ever before.

Now Yu Cheng actually wants to destroy him a second time?

Song Jingshui didn't know whether he should laugh or be helpless. After weighing for a long time, Song Jingshui shook his head and rejected Yu Cheng's proposal.

Yu Cheng pouted and said, "What's so scary about this, you're too timid."

Song Jingshui's eyes were half closed, refusing to listen to Yu Cheng's brainwashing.

Yu Cheng saw that he couldn't move him, so he put the computer back to its original position and went back to bed to read novels.

Song Jingshui was still leaning against the head of the bed, watching some videos.

He was wearing earphones, so Yu Cheng didn't know...

Song Jingshui only watched videos of how to chase someone he had a crush on.

After twelve o'clock in the evening, Yu Cheng was also sleepy, yawned, turned off the light, returned to the bed, and said to Song Jingshui next to him, "Good night."

Song Jingshui's voice was gentle, and his expression was even more gentle, "Good night, sweet dreams."

After the words fell, Song Jingshui could feel the voices of the people beside him gradually calm down.

In the middle of the night, Yu Cheng felt a little urgent to urinate. He squinted his eyes and got up to go to the bathroom. When he came back, he was so sleepy that he lost his mind. He touched the quilt for a long time, but he didn't feel it for a long time. Then he touched the side and found the fluffy blanket , I wanted to pull it over and cover it.

But it seemed to hear a voice, the voice was very soft, as if his name was called.

But he was too sleepy, all he wanted to do was sleep, so he ignored it.

As soon as he lay down, he felt pulled into a warm embrace and smelled the familiar fragrance, as if it was the warmth brought by woody cedar.

fell asleep.

He didn't know that Song Jingshui hugged him, stroking his hair with one hand, and wrapped his arms around his waist with the other.

The pose is very ambiguous.